Martial Master

Boom!

The old man was too powerful. Although his figure was dry and withered like a skeleton, and he exuded a decaying aura, looking almost rotten.

But now, he was glowing all over, surrounded by a black mist, his eyes emanating a ghostly light, a murderous aura soaring to the heavens.

His hands, like sharp blades, plunged into the chest of the giant Martial God of the Xuan Yuan Empire, blood flying everywhere. He licked his tongue, his face twisted in fury, howling like a vengeful spirit.

Everyone felt a chill down their spines, terrified. What was that?

In the distance, spies from various forces using secret techniques were so shocked their hearts nearly exploded. What did they see? A corpse emerged from the ancestral burial site of the Mo family, filled with malevolent energy, like a ghost from hell, terrifying in its presence.

"Xue Kui, retreat quickly!" The experts of the Xuan Yuan Empire were also terrified. The Wu Zun of Wushang directly roared, telling the giant Martial God to back off.

Xue Kui Wu Zun trembled with cold, retreating instinctively, his blood surging like an ocean, attempting to escape the range of the other's slaughter.

But it was useless. The old man's eyes were eerily focused on him, like a ghostly entity, far too frightening.

"You all slaughtered the descendants of the Mo family; there will be no mercy!"

He howled, thrusting his hands forward, symbols swirling, as if to crush the universe, solidifying time itself, wanting to trace back the past, filled with a dead energy.

Puff!

Xue Kui Wu Zun coughed up blood, his body tainted with a trace of black blood energy, his skin rotting away, transforming into black pus and blood that dripped down, utterly powerless to stop it.

"Ah!"

He screamed in agony, howling for his recklessness and carelessness, feeling his body decay. He could not stop it, even the true essence of a late-stage Martial God was powerless against such a rotting condition.

"Half-human, half-ghost, I’ll fight you to the end!"

Xue Kui Wu Zun roared, charging forward instead of retreating. He rushed out, striking with a thunderous force, his blood energy erupting, clashing with the withered old man.

Boom!

The sky was torn open, the two battled amidst a haze of chaos, the heavens themselves exploding, filled with deathly energy. The old man's frail body contained a terrifying power that made one's heart race.

Especially the cold aura emanating from him, as if it came from hell, sent shivers down one's spine, greatly diminishing his combat strength.

"Quick, go save Xue Kui Wu Zun!" Wushang Wu Zun shouted in anger, directing others to retreat while planning to lead other top Martial Gods to rescue Xue Kui Wu Zun.

"Old pals, our ancestral graves are about to be dug up! If you don’t come out now, there won’t be descendants to offer sacrifices for us next year."

A mournful wail emerged from the withered old man's mouth, sounding like a demonic voice that quickly spread.

"Not good!"

Wushang Wu Zun felt a surge of fear, sensing a great danger descending upon them. His hair stood on end, and countless goosebumps erupted all over his body.

"Retreat, everyone retreat, leave this place immediately!"

He howled, abandoning the rescue at the first opportunity, turning to withdraw.

Boom!

The moment he moved, countless coffins in the burial ground below exploded.

"Jie jie jie, who disturbed my slumber?"

An ear-piercing wail rang out, belonging to a skeletal old woman, her hair completely gone, and she also exuded a decaying aura, charging out like a fierce ghost.

"Kill, kill, kill! The taste of human blood!"

"I have returned from hell to slay everything in the world!"

Boom!

In the Mo family’s burial ground, countless graves exploded, towering gravestones radiating black light, playing a funeral dirge.

These figures, shrouded in black energy like vengeful spirits, charged into the crowd of the Xuan Yuan Empire.

"Ah!"

Screams erupted, a Martial God fell at the first moment, as a skeletal figure with green-glowing eyes bit into the neck of a Martial God from the Xuan Yuan Empire, blood spraying like a fountain, soaking him.